It Happened In A Heartbeat Novels & Stories

The air changed again. But this time Keisha felt it before the room reacted. A shift in pressure behind her left shoulder. Not impact yet. Prediction of impact. Her body moved instinctively— Not fast enough. A sharp pulse of force hit the space just beside her. Not her body directly. The environment around her. The wall to her left snapped inward with a dull, controlled crack—like something had pressed it from the inside out and released it instantly. Keisha stumbled back on instinct.

Anya stayed for a while before turning to leave. At the doorway, she curved her lips in a faint smile. "I heard the zombie king sent you a proposal. Are you really planning to say yes?" My heart skipped a beat. How did she know? I had never breathed a word of it. … Two hours later, the door burst open under a violent kick, and Victor charged in like a beast gone mad, slamming me to the ground. "Where's Anya?" His eyes blazed crimson as his hand locked around my throat.

And at that exact moment something strange happened. The rhythm skipped slightly. Just once. Adrian felt it immediately. He narrowed his eyes. Then the heartbeat returned back to normal. Steady…perfect Adrian slowly placed his hand over his chest. A weird thought crossed his mind. Somewhere out there was a living life connected to this heart. And for some reason he felt that he was connected to that life. Anna waited at the examination room for the doctor. She placed her hand on her chest. The weird sound had not returned again.

The rate at which the heart pounds increases rapidly when it discovered it's about to loose the soul and the body to the hands of death.This case is not different from Michelle's,the rate at which her heart pounds increased when she behold the knife Kate was holding firmly in her hands.She knew Kate is ready to pierce her heart with the knife and no one's going to save her,she started regretting ever leaving Maxwell's apartment because had it been she was still lying on Maxwell's bed she wouldn't have come home to meet with her end.

He is unbelievable! “I can’t b-breathe,” I uttered. This man did not listen and still looking out at the window. His Adam’s apple is moving slowly, and I can’t help but listen to the rhythm of his heartbeat. I couldn’t hear the noise surrounding us, but his heartbeats were audible. It was the first time I heard someone’s heartbeat. I have keen hearing for miles away, but this thing is different. I can listen to his blood flowing directly into the vessels connected to his heart. I look sideways and try to fight this rising feeling in me. It is not right! I barely know this man, so I should step back. Moving backward was the next thing I did, but it was the wrong move. The man hugged me, and m

On another hand, Beverly had other plans. Rather than effortlessly waste precious time on men, she focused morely on paying the bills,with aims of trying to raise money in order to acquire a successful heart surgery in which her mother suffered from— a heart disease. However, it happened so fastly when she was suddenly confronted by a message from lovebite dating app by a strange man she knew nothing of. But days after days, no matter how hard she'd try to distract herself she seemed to always find herself in the same message box, starring deeply at the single word, startled with deepest surprise. Who would want to go out with a hideous woman like me?

My breath suddenly stopped in my throat the moment that pure bright light left his chest, quickly sinking deep inside hers, my eyes widening at the sight, staring utterly shocked. Holy cow. Thum-thump... thum-thump... thum-thump... The faint sound of a weak heartbeat instantly reached my ears, my entire frame lightly trembling after hearing that sweet sound, still struggling to process what just happened. He did it. He made the ultimate sacrifice.

I could tell that I was heading towards a very dangerous zone but my heart wasn’t listening. My heartbeat increased and then it dawned on me. “What is happening to you Ivy?” I asked myself mentally.

What I needed was something specific, something subtle that would give me an edge, something others might overlook. As I continued channel surfing, my fingers paused over a small local news segment, buried beneath the more sensational stories. It was that of the FireHeart pack. Headlines: FIREHEART PACK HAS LOST THEIR BELOVED MINISTER OF SECRET AFFAIRS IN WHAT IS BELIEVED TO BE A SEVERE HEART ATTACK. I leaned in, listening to the words of the female reporter as she spoke.

I didn't say anything straight away. "Yeah," I said. "Yes." So small. A flutter, barely anything, the kind of thing you could miss if you didn't know what you were looking at. I stared at it. Something happened in my chest that I hadn't been expecting and hadn't left any space for. "Heartbeat's good," she said. I nodded. My throat was doing something inconvenient.